Okay. So I saddle up this crazhay mare, right? The Mina one, I mean. I'll never get used to referring to her as Mina. It shocks me every time I say it. "Here Mina!! Here girl!! *rattles feed in bucket* *thinks: This is so...weird...*" Anyways. I saddled her up and rode her. I have one thing to say. Holy shit. She is the capital B word on wheels. Omg. omgomgomg. ANd she's so short it's hard for me with my long legs to get any grip on her sides, since I have to ride in my mom's saddle which is too small for me anyways but just right for Mina and i also have to crank up my stirrup leathers so my feet don't bang her elbows. It's really hard, riding a baby. Especially when they're as stupid as sheep. Well. No. At the risk of pulling a Lena, I resent that comment. She's not stupid, she's just young and inexperienced. That's okay. Well. So I walked and trotted and jogged and cantered. I was told she refuses to pick up her left lead. Well, this is the Left Lead Queen's diary you're reading here, and so she picked it up every time with me. Although she did not enjoy it and thoroughly bucked every step for a whole long side. She was great for the ring, I didn't ride her long because babies tend to get sour if you ride them too long, and plus she's a mare, so i took her on a trail and everything short of her own four feet scared the living daylights out of her. "OH!! A BOX!! OH NO!!! A TRACTOR!! ACK!! A CRATE!! NUUU!! A TWIG!!!" Oh yeah. Fun times. Riles and Matt were a'grazin'. They get along so well. My Matthew is so pretty. No, your colt/filly/mare/gelding/stallion/pony/horse/mule/giraffe/bull is not prettier than my Matthew. No one is. ;) As for now, my mom and I are going to watch sappy romantic chick flicks and eat ice cream. A bonding thing. ^^; Luv ya'lls. Except for Kornacki and Rayne. heh. ~~~Lili, which stems from Liliya, which stems from Lillith, which means Chaos and Destruction.